(18+) full nelson w kaiser
am i the only one that actually likes being called good girl orr… anyways ill lock in n finish my reqs now since theres only three
thighs spread wide, your leaking hole was completely exposed, wrapped around and dripping all over kaiser’s dick. the mess soaked the sheets below as his thrusts came up, sharp and hard, strings of slick connecting your ass to his pelvis as his pace stayed steady.
his forearms had your knees pinned all the way to your chest, hands clutching your head and fixing your vision to your cunt, which was shamelessly wet with arousal. sweat was glossed over your entire body, tits squished together by the position and sticky from moisture. your eyes were concentrated on where your bodies were joined, loud slaps of skin sounding out with every harsh snap of his hips.
“hope your eyes aren’t rolling too far back.” you heard kaiser’s laugh behind you, “better be watching how well i fuck you.”
“n-no, no i’m watching!” you tried to let the words out as a whimper, but they came out louder than expected, voice cracking and stuttering, overwhelmed by how amazing it felt.
and even if you wanted to look away, you couldn’t. not just physically, because the position literally prevented you from doing so, but because you were hypnotised — the way his dick buried itself in your soaking pussy, length disappearing as he fucked into you. he’d pull out as far as possible, then ram every inch back into you, perfectly striking your sweet spot each time.
you were twitching at the feeling, nails scratching down his arms as your feet swung beside you. “you’re, ohh— so deep!” you gasped, watching his big dick getting slick with your juices. “i feel soo fucking full!”
“this? deep?” he scoffed, leaning back and planting his feet down firmly, “don’t test me.” handling all your weight with ease, he was moving faster and harder — thighs slapping up against your skin and tip abusing your poor gspot, causing your thighs to shake in his hold.
“mmfphh oh shit!” you cried out at the shift, the slightest change bringing an intense wave of pleasure. you could hardly breathe, every muscle in your body crying out for relief but it was exactly how you liked it. “don’t stop please!”
“yeah? greedy fucking pussy won’t let me go.” his thrusts were merciless, not giving you a seconds rest. his hands gripped bruises into your neck and although you couldn’t see him, you knew you had that familiar cocky grin slapped across his face.
he had wrecked you stupid in a matter of minutes, your tongue lolling out as drool spilt out the corners of your lips, adding to the mess he’d already made of you. your hands had given up on marking his skin, hanging limp by your sides.
“fucked dumb already?” he grinded into you, drawing a jolt from your aching body.
“ngh nooo, no…”
yeah, you were gone.
he was undoing his grip, pulling out momentarily while you, still in your blissed out state, let out a small whine. arms now fully hooked under your knees, they were still at your chest as he kept you folded in half on his lap.
“you’re gonna cum on this dick, hear me?”
“mhmm.”
he was gathering all the slick on his tip, running it through your puffy folds and nudging your clit before pushing in. the stretch was still filling, even after the way he had just fucked you, cunt clenching tightly around the inches.
throwing your head back on his shoulder, his reaction was similar — groans coming out through gritted teeth, cursing at how you were already squeezing him when he had just bottomed out.
“shit i said it, your pussy’s greedy.” he hissed, “trying to milk my dick already.”
hips beginning to move, he was fucking you just as deeply as before, rolling and coaxing over your favourite spot again and again, till only the whites of your eyes were visible.
the only thing coming out of you now were moans and whimpers, pretty to kaiser’s ears. your abdomen was hot and wrenching, orgasm beginning to approach and clit throbbing.
“touch my clit please, please!” you begged, seeking the extra stimulation to reach your climax.
he did, surprisingly without mocking or teasing you, letting an hand lose to knead into the sensitive nub. your back arched off his chest instantly, orgasm getting closer and closer with each rub, legs shaking in his arms.
“i-i’m coming, oh my god!” you let out a high pitched moan, pressure in your stomach unwinding as your cunt clenched tight, spraying clear liquid and drenching the already damp sheets. your whole body felt lightweight, orgasm providing a much needed release after being agonisingly folded in half for ages.
“there you go, good fucking girl.” he groaned, cock jerking in your heat. the fat of your ass jiggled as he pounded, his own orgasm nearing. “i’m gonna make you leak my cum.” his hands were forcing you back into full nelson, your calves burning and arms tired. “you looking?”
“haah, y-yes!” sight transfixed on the filth he was making of you, you watched as he came with a hoarse moan — legs twitching slightly and balls tensing, emptying out into you. he pulled out and you watched it drip, cunt creamy as his cum ran down like syrup, glistening under the lights.
“mm..” you muttered dazed, “s-so good.”
“yeah?” he was letting you go and massaging your tender joints, gathering your tired body up. heading towards the bathroom, he sounded so smug — he was the one that had done this to you and he loved it when you stroked his ego. “is my pretty girl satisfied?”
“definitely…” you were slurring, eyes fluttering shut.
